on these boats ride the hopes of working class boys
lately all my shit keeps coming up missing. so far i have been unable to find my shogun shirt, my fall of troy and journey cds, a couple dvds and now my black work belt. where the fuck is all this stuff going? i ask brent to help me find it and he swears up and down that he doesn't have any idea where it all goes, although i know that on occasion he'll go and wear some of my clothing every once in a while, and take my dvds without returning them so that i have to go and find them. as for fall of troy, i have no clue where it could be. journey probably got grabbed ny steve the night we all got drunk.
i went up to lansing to hang with james yesterday, and we went to lansing mall (he wanted a gyro) and then left and went to barnes and noble in east lansing, looking for a place to sit and draw. all the tables were full so we wound up just leaving and going to the public library.
i drew mostly, while james contemplated his art homework and drew a bit as well. then this guy with a tight knit cap came in (all black clothes) and looked like a chicago kid, and he was in the aisle looking at art books. at first i thought he was a girl because he was so petite and feminine, but as we were leaving he stepped on the elevator with james and i and gave us both an appraising, lewd stare like he wanted to fuck us. the best part was that he had a huge black eye!! he left the elevator with a swagger like runway models and we just laughed and sighed. it looks like he didn't get the message the first time.
went back to james's and played scrabble until 9. every play that he did was run by the dictionary and looked up extensively for like 15 minutes. this was a three hour slugfest. finally went home and had to listen to amanda and brent scrumping like half an hour and finally i got some sleep. gotta work now.
i went up to lansing to hang with james yesterday, and we went to lansing mall (he wanted a gyro) and then left and went to barnes and noble in east lansing, looking for a place to sit and draw. all the tables were full so we wound up just leaving and going to the public library.
i drew mostly, while james contemplated his art homework and drew a bit as well. then this guy with a tight knit cap came in (all black clothes) and looked like a chicago kid, and he was in the aisle looking at art books. at first i thought he was a girl because he was so petite and feminine, but as we were leaving he stepped on the elevator with james and i and gave us both an appraising, lewd stare like he wanted to fuck us. the best part was that he had a huge black eye!! he left the elevator with a swagger like runway models and we just laughed and sighed. it looks like he didn't get the message the first time.
went back to james's and played scrabble until 9. every play that he did was run by the dictionary and looked up extensively for like 15 minutes. this was a three hour slugfest. finally went home and had to listen to amanda and brent scrumping like half an hour and finally i got some sleep. gotta work now.